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B. F. HOHWEIER,
THIS OONBTITUTION-THB UNI OK-AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAW8
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MIFFMNTOWN. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. JANUARY 18.1899.
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By Marion V.Hollis:
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A Iripht -May morning. and Selwyn Cas-ri,-
l.H.ks u::iisiially say and beautiful in
:l.e goMen mi n I Ta ins. Year have passed
. ni c l.'T'l Selwyn returned, dressed in
;li,p iiinuriiiin:. br'nming with liiui his
jmiIhtIos rhiid. Hi- had sorrowed as one
who lias no hope. His face bnd altered;
it hail grown grare with a gravity and
da.lniss that never died away.
The only eonifort he ever enjoyed was
with his sou Kupert Kupert who had
his mother's eyes and golden hair. Mrs.
Selwyn ami Beatrice Leigh spent the
greater part of their time with hiin, and
Beatrire devoted herself to his boy. To
my that her love for this handsome, mel
aneholy master of Selwyn Castle increas
ed every day is to speak mildly. lie was
free now. aad she might love him as she
would. Hut he never seemed to know
anything about it. He was kind to her,
s he had always been: affectionate as
though he were her brother; attentive and
chivalrous, as he had ever been. But
there was no love.
An accident brought about that which
tfterward happened his marriage with
Miss Leigh.
"Why are you looking so grave, moth
er?" asked Lord Vivian of Mrs. Selwyn
one evening.
She sitting alone in the drawing
room, niih an expression of deep thought
nd anxiety on her placid, comely face.
"I am thinking of Beatrice," she re
plied: "I am not happy over her. I am
ber guardian, yet 1 caunot help thinking
that I have somehow failed in my trust.'
"Why?" he asked.
"I do not know," she replied. "I am
annoyed that she has refused Lord Eyr
ton: there is not a truer, better man in
England. He is very wealthy, and Bea
trice would have made an admirable mis
tress for Eyrton Court. She has refused
aim. and he is very unhappy."
"Why did she do it?"' he asked.
"She says she does not love him, re
plied Mrs. Selwyn, "and that she will only
marry a man she does love."
"I married for love," said Lord Vivian,
musingly, as his mother looked quickly
into his fare, fearing she bad pained him.
"But why need you reproach yourself,
mother? You cannot force Beatrice eith
er to love or to marry."
"I fear I have been remiss." said Mrs.
Selwyn. "I believe Beatrice does love
some one, and has loved him for years.
I am afraid caver care for any
one else, and I ought to have foreseen it."
"Who is he, mother?" asked Lord Viv
ian, wondering who had touched the heart
of that brilliant, beautiful girl.
"I cannot answer the question," said
Mrs. Selwyn; and there was something
o significant in the tone of her Toice that
her son looked up at her in wondering
maze.
Like lightning the thought flashed over
him. Could it be himself? Was it possi
ble that Beatrice had loved him all these
fears that she had refused such excellent
offers for his sake? He was but a mor
tal man. and his vanity was flattered at
the thought.
"Mother," he said, gently, "yon should
nave been less or more explicit. Tell me
truly, do fou mean that Beatrice cares
for me in that kind of way you know?"
"I should not have spoken," she said.
"Do not be angry with me, Vivian. I be
lieve she has loved and cared for you all
her life."
"I never dreamed of such a thing." he
aid simply, and the conversation ended.
But he thought again and again of bis
mother's words. Beatrice loved him, and
he t' ought to himself that he might just
is wed make her happy as not. Every
-jnc was telling him that be ought to mar
ry again, that a mistress was wanted for
Selwyn Castle, and a mother for bis young
heir. He was flattered to think that she
loved him. It would make her happy, it
nould make his mother happy; as for hiin
j"!f Lord Vivian shrugged his shoulders
happiness and sorrow were much alike
to him.
Two or three days afterward Lord Sel
wyn asked Miss Leigh if she could spare
dim a few minutes, he bad something im
portant to say, and she who had long
reased to hope that the desire of her heart
would he given to her, thought it was
something about Rupert, or the domestic
affairs of the household, and told him she
nas going down to the lodge, and he might
walk with her.
So they went together down the fresh,
deny g.ades of the park; there was a
teller green on the young Jnrch buds,
n:u! pink May shone bright on the hedges,
ami then Lord Selwyn, without any show
of passion or great affection, asked Bea-trif-e
Leigh if she would be his wife.
There was one flash of startled joy in
hr face, one gleam of love that for a
moment made her beauty almost divine,
thi n six answered quietly as he had
asked, and Lord Selwyn half-wondered if
his mother bad been mistaken.
They were married very quietly; and
if Lady Beatrice Selwyn, remembering
what she had called Lord Vivian's "in
fatuation" for the young wife, felt any
disappointment that he showed no infat
uation for her, she made no sign. She bad
secured her heart's desire; she had driven
the fair, hiving young wife, her rival, 1J
s'-nrn and insult, by continual pefty per
secutions, by woman's wit and woman's
malice, from home she reigned in her
own p:ce, and she was content.
The only thorn in her crown was that
iolante's son must one day be lord of
Mwyn Castle, and she began to hate the
; hi.l wiih a jealous hatred that exceeded,
'f possible, the envious dislike she had
f"r his lieautiful but hapless mother.
'ne sunny afternoon in .Tune Lady Bea
trire Selwyn, tired and languid, has or
'ernl the blinds to be lowered, and the
U.MI..W light that fills the room is soft
aril rose colored.
loo tired to read, too languid to think,
I.a.ir Beatrice lies upon the couch, wish
i'ig the heat of the day were over.
Ami while the summer heat broods si
.eatly over the white lilies, the rector of
l uornleigh. Dr. Hearne, walked through
the green park and pleasure grounds of
Lreightun to seek Lord Selwyn. He
round the master of the Hall at home,
'"cjl. 1 ke his lady, by the intense warmth.
"e. I ke her husband, reproached him
hat be had walked through the park on
' warm June day; and to her also Dr.
H' rue answered, w ith a courteous salu
atiou, that his business could not wait
the weather.
"What is itr asked my lady, with a
languid smile; and on the words that an
gered her turned tie current of ber life.
-Irs. Jrowue. the schoolmistress ol
Thornleigh, has this morning received a
summons to go to her brother, who is dan
gerously HI at Newcastle, and whether
he recovers or not she will not return to
her dutiea at Thornleigh."
Lord Vivian looked slightly Interested
my lady slightly bored.
"Is that the important business that
has brought Dr. Hearne out in the noon
tide beat?" she asked indifferently: and
he replied that it was so.
Not one of the three had the faintest,
he most remote idea of all that was to
-ollot frorc this interview. The thought
uppermost in the mind of each was the
heat and the oppressive day.
"I thought," continued Dr Hearne, look
ing at Lady Beatrice, "that you. Lady
Selwyn. ought to be the first informed
: ui airs. xtrowne s departure.
The fact being that Lady Selwyn, im
j mediately after her marriage, had built
i and endowed a school at Thornleigh. She
; had spared neither trouble nor expense,
j There were two large, cheerful, airy
i rooms lofty, well built, well furnished
and well ventilated one for girl and the
i other for boys; and near the girls school
stood a pretty, picturesque cottage, em
j bowered in rose and woodbines, and
, that was the residence of the scboolniis
I tress.
Now that the schoolmistress, who had
been very happy at Thornleigh, was leav
ing, Dr. Hearne thought the mistress of
Creighton Hall ought to be the first con
sulted. "I should certainly say 'advertise, "
was the advice of Lady Beatrice; "ad
vertise, and select from the applicants
yourself. If the weather were more pro
pitious, I would examine any number of
candidates, but in the present state of
things, Dr. Hearne, I shall be grateful
If you will do it yourself."
And those few words altered the des
tinies of many lives.
CHAPTER XVIII.
"I hear," said Lord Vivian to Lady
Beatrice, as they sat after dinner in the
golden gleam of the June sunset, "I hear
that your new governess is something
wonderful."
"Indeed, I am sorry to hear It. I do
not like wonders myself."
Suddenly Lord Vivian remembered that
if he wished to do good for the newcomer
he must propitiate, and not offend his
wife. He made some langhi:;, compli
mentary reply, at which her eye. bright
ened and her face glowed.
"I was thinking," he continued, "that
if this Mrs. Rivers is what they say. a
refined gentlewoman, we might make
some few additions to the comfort of the
cottsge."
"If you wish it," replied his wife, still
under the influence of that compliment, i
"You might send a good selection of
books," he continued; "we have such a
superabundance: a picture or two, and a
stand of flowers; two or three nice pieces
of furniture, and anything else that you
think of. Teaching must be a tiresome
occupation; let her have plenty of bright
ness in her life out of school."
"Those kind of people teachers, gov.
ernesses and tutors are not like us," said
I.ady Beatrice, with supreme hauteur;
"they make what you call brightness out
of such materials as we pass over alto
gether." "Very probably. Ton will do as I sug
gest, Beatrice?" said Lord Vivian. "You
might occasionally send fruit and game
down to the cottage."
"I will," she replied.
Lady Beatrice did everything well. Sh
sent for workmen on the following day,
and ordered pretty, gay papers for the
little rooms; she ordered nice carpets for
the floors, a cozy easy chair and a couch;
she ordered a bookcase for the bright,
pleasant parlor, and then went over the
rooms to make a selection of books. She
found several in the library bearing the
name of Violante Temple. She did not
care to take them all, but one, a very
beautiful edition of Wordsworth's poems,
especially attracted her. It was nicely
bound, and the illustrations were magnifi
cent. On the title page was written:
"To my dearest Violante, from her de
voted husband, Vivian Selwyn."
She flung the book far from her; she
was jealous of the dead, as she had been
of the living.
"I believe," she said, in her anger,
"that he values everything that woman
ever owned."
Then she took the book from the floor,
and placed it with the others.
"It shall go to the schoolmistress." abe
said. "I only wish my dearest Violante'
knew its destination.
And when the little cottage was arrang
ed there was no more pretty or coxy home
in all England. The rooms were all so
cheerful and bright, with flowers peeping
in at the windows. Mrs. Rivers thought,
when she entered it, that she had never
seen a prettier little home.
"You see, Mrs. Rivers," aid Dr.
Hearne, "that we are fortunate in secur
ing the services of a lady like yourself:
you, also, are fortunate in being under
the care of people so kind and consider
ate as Lord and Lady Selwyn."
He did not see the shiver that passed
over her the passionate grief and an
guish that for one moment completely
changed ber face.
"Lndy Selwyn has sent you books and
flowers," he continued; "she will probably
drive over to see that you have every
thing as ;tou wish it to be."
She thsnked him in a few faint words
be did not observe how faint they were.
The gentle face, the sweet eyes and
sweet lips so charmed the rector that
when he once began to talk to Mrs. Kivem
he rlvrays felt some difficulty In knowing
when to stop.
"Dr. Hearne," she asked, "are there
any children at the Hall?"
"No." he replied; and Tor one moment
.l.n tiflllnr rtf Aon th overnread ber face.
"There are no children," he continued;
"but there is one boy: the finest little
fellow in England." -
A light, like the golden gleam of a June
sunset, came into her eyes.
"Lord Vivian's, heir, I presume? she
""Yes, Lord Vivian's heir; and a nobler
child I have never seen. He is as good
as he is handsome, and that is saying
something." ' " .
"His own mother " she faltered, then
stopped. A
"His own mother is dead," said Hie
rector. "Rupert is like her. I knfw
late Lady Selwyn. but not iatoOy. Bbe
r;: us
!ndu tH. ternbly loiled," .he said; j
fl-fJT. 17 TO,7 n in
yruuo. sad tenderness
'V . ""' him.
'Lord Selwrn nn v:
"J15 'j' he wn'inued.' laughing
0080? hf " "eeln "OInetime, hK
A brlghTcolor came into tb.
That miM v. ..
xnai must be nonsense." she uU-
chiMre7im!,,Jrn""Chnd. ltoTe
cmidren so much. Dr. Hearne. I should
IlKe to IW rhia o.i
wyns.
wwua Mcir vi lur isei- J
"You will see plenty of him. If h
yon as much as he did poor Mrs. Browne."
augura o,e rector again. "He used to
ride down to the cottage several times In
the week, and completely destroy - her
flowers by making furious efforts to In
crease their growth."
Again the tender light shone In the
shadowed eyes, and the good rector, think
ing he had stayed long enough with the
schoolmistress, went away with Mrs. Tat
ton. On the morrow Mrs. Rivers opened the
school, an3 the children' hearts warmed
to the sad, gentle face. The sweet voice
had a charm for them, as it had for oth
ers. "I shall be happy in my duty, at least,"
said the lady, when school hours were
over, and She sat among the flowers with
her book.
Then down the high road came a foot
man in livery. He opened the little gate,
and stood before her.
"My lady's compliments, and she had
sent Mrs. Rivers a basket of fruit. She
would call with some friends to see tot
school on the morrow."
(To be continued.)
AMERICAN INDIANS' CHILDREN.
They Have Good Tines Until
They
Are IS Year. Old.
Vrom the time be Is born until his
Sfteentb year the Indian baby lives
the perfect life. He knows no care
aud has not a want He fares as well
as the best in the tribe; his days are
spent in play and the enjoyment like
the little animal that be Is, of eating
aud sleeping: bia thoughts are not for
books or work; he knows that be has a
place to sleep, and that If any family
has anything to eat be can share it
His clothing Is sufficient for bis needs,
which are brought within the limits of
the supply. His toys are home-made
and his games are traditional.
What then could afford a better tar
get for the camera than this perfect hu
man animal? He baa an Individuality,
It is true, and a name, but bis animal
Instincts are predominant from the be
ginning. His mother gives him bis
name at birth a name that Is never
told, but is kept as secret as the sacred
name of the Almighty. The boy gets
his name from the skies and the girl
from the earth, ratber paradoxical, to
be sure, but I have tried in Tain to con
vince the Indian mothers that It should
be the other way. When It is known
that the boy Is dcls fcl U
father, and tbe girl looked upon only
as a chattel which will bring value
later In life. It is not so paradoxical
after all.
It is not an easy matter to photo
graph an Indian baby. They are
hedged about with superstition in most
cases, and avarice In others. The
mothers, until they learn tbe ways of
the whites, are much afraid that some
barm will come to their little ones if
they are shot with a camera, and after
they find out that It does no harm, they
place an extraordinary value on the
privilege. The little ones themselves
learn this money Idea early, and It is
not an uncommon thing to see a whole
squad of them fleeing at the top of
their speed Just because they were not
paid as much as they thought they
were worth for the few minutes of
posing.
There is one kind of game which I
have never been able to photograph
among the Indian children, and that is
the kind where kissing comes in as part
of the pleasure. The Indians do not
kiss. Story telling Is a favorite amuse
ment among the Indian children, and
If you see a group of them gathered
about some old crone and listening
with rapt attention, you may be sure
that they are hearing a ghost story or
that she is telling them of the "Kltchl
Manitou," or bad spirit who carries
off and eats bad Indian boys. Just as
the .mythical "bad man" that our
nurses used to terrorize us with was
supposed to put bad little white boys
In bis sack and carry them off. The
difference between the two races Is,
however, that while the white boys
soon learn to disbelieve the stories, tbe H
Indian believes in the "Kltchl Man
itou" until bis dying day. San Fran
cisco CalL
Tbe Wrong Town.
A farmer forwarded a letter to a
town, Inscribed, "To any respectable
attorney." The postmaster returned it
Indorsed. "None here." Tit-Bits.
Mary Anderson-Navarro's youugest
balf-slster, the daughter of Dr. Ham
ilton GritHn. Is with the Navarros in
Germany this summer, training her
voice for tbe concert st:ige. She is Just
at the age when ber sister made ber
first success on the stage, and is said
to tx-nr a striking repom'-iiance to the
former actress.
There is no pleasure or profit that is
enjoyed but is earned by the aweat of
the brow.
If there be aught surpassing human
deed or word or thought it is a moth
er's love.
Honesty is the greatest virtue, be
cause it embraces all other virtues.
Avarice and happiness never saw
each oth.;r; how then should they be
come acquainted?
The poor man man must walk to get
meat for his stomach, the rich man to
get a stomach to his meat.
To know how to grow old It. the
masterwork of wisdom and one of the
most difficult chapters In the great art
of living.
It Is better to take many injuries
than to give one.
Honesty has never found a substi-
tute- . ...
The exasperating trivialities of life
are little lead linea let down to fathom
our religion.
There is a vast difference In one a
respect for the man who has made
himself and the man who baa only
made his money.
We will always find good when we
look for It wun - ,
The most disgusting ininB ia,
nn va
knave.
V
The VUlan Bora Had k.m lufnr.
Seen a Bicycle.
Daring a bicycle Journey through SI-
t harla aha an ... .-. i .
, vwMimuvri m UMU WWIVU IV
t travel several hnnrinut miw inn
what is railed th Rmi Miliaria,. nk.
i WJ- Yo will see by glancing at the
ra,D tn1 thin road connects the SIbe -
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I a ucr uiat.ucv IS mm
thn....n.i -- . -. '
! h"e " bul,t
'.ml .m.aa. h,k1-..
I . vim oiutrtia
Through these towns and Tillages I
made my dally runs, and usually with
a clamoring multitude of shouting boys
and yelping dogs as my escort; for a
bicycle was as yet a novelty In that
part of the world, and In some of the
more remote districts even a thing un
known. I remember, on entering a
certain Tillage Just at dusk, when the
streets were quite deserted. I cam
suddenly upon two Tillage boys walk
ing la th street. They did not see me
until I flashed abruptly past them.
They threw up their banda in bewilder
ment and shrieked out, "Ohort eedlottt"
(The devil's coming!) and fled In terror
to their homes. I rode on to the regu
lar post station, ordered a frugal aup-
per and prepared to pass tbe night in
ine travelers room."
In tbe meantime, tbe news of tb
"devil's" arrival had epread like wild
fire through tb Tillage, and the post
yard was soon swarming with Tillage
boys, pestering the station master to
let them have a peep at tbe marvelous
"dsvil'a carriage." With th "devil'"
permission, tb carriage was finally
taken out to exhibit to tb wondering
crowd. When I had finished my meal
1 stole out unnoticed to observe tbe
group of eager urchins gathered round
tb object of their cariosity. One of
tnelr number, more presumptuous than
tbe rest, had taken bold of the wheel,1
sua was endeavoring to enlighten bis at the bottom of the heap until a broth
young congregation on bicycle phllos-;-er officer came to his assistance. He
spny in general, and thla wheel in par-
titular. The handle bars, be knew,
were to catch hold of, and tbe seat was
to sit on. but be did not exactly know t
bow It was propelled. j
tloa of balancing bow the bicycle
could stand up without being held. Thla
luestlon was Immediately seconded by
tbe rest of the assembly, and put the
-if -elected teacher on his mettle. He
iserted at once that that feat was easy
enough to perform; bnt the more be
(rled to show them bow, tbe more he
realized Its difficulty, until finally the
bicycle got tangled up with his legs.
indboth went sprawling on the ground.
ui wa. uie siguai lor a snout or aen-
lve laughter from the crowd; but the
little fellow was not to be defeated so
Ignominloualy. He picked himself up,
rubbed bis bead for a moment and med
itated. Finally a bappy thought struck
him. "Oh. I knew bow It lei" be ex
claimed, as he picked xp Vae tricycle.
"You see. when It falls over tbls way
he puts down tbe prop" Ipolntlng to tbe
right pedal), "and when It falls that
j way be puta down the other." Then the
seir-appointea lecturer upon Oleycles , weeks, tbe men were armed with Win
looked proudly around for approval. cheaters and a few Martinis, rusty, dir-
"Why, of course." they all murmur
ed, and In a tone of self-reoroof that
lbpy had tnought o( u before.
And so tbe little village wiseacre at
once maintained bis reputation and Im
pressed upon his associates how stupid
they were not to have solved tbe prob
lem for themselves. St Nicholas.
A War-Time Hldlna; Plaoe.
J. H. Gore writes au article for St
Nicholas describing some peculiar
"Hiding Places In War Times." Those
be tells about were all In one bouse In
Virginia, near a town which changed
hands, under fire, eighty-two times dur
ing the war. Mr. Gore says: With fall
came tbe "fattening time" for tbe bogs.
They were then brought In from the
distant fields, where they had passed
tbe summer, and put In a pen by tbe
side of the road. And although within
ten feet of the soldiers as they march
ed by. they were never seen, for the
pen was completely covered Dy the
winter s wuoa-pue, except at ine nacs,
where there was a board fence
through whose cracks the corn was
thrown In. Whenever the passing ad
vance guard told us that an army was
approaching, the hogs were hurriedly
fed. so that tbe army might go by while
ibey were taking their after-dinner nap
and thus not reveal their presence by
an escaped grunt or squeal. Fortunate- the most poisonous reptile known to In
ly, the bouse was situated in a narrow habit northern Africa, It Is the favorite
valley, where the opportunities for among the snake charmers. These con
bushwhacking were so great that the Jurers know how to render this serpent
soldiers did not tarry long enough to rigidly unconscious by pressing the
search unsuspected wood-piles. On one nape of Its neck with a finger. This
occasion we thought the hogs were act appears to throw the reptile Into
doomed. A wagon broke down near j catalepsy. In which he Is as stiff as an
the bouse, and the soldier went to the j Iron rod.
wood-pile for a pole to be used In mend- Traces of something similar having
Ina the break- Luckily, be found a stick j been practiced In olden times may be
tn hia likinir without tearing the nlle to found In the Bible, where Aaron made
pli.res. This suggested that some nice
straight pieces be clwaya left conveni
ently near for such an emergency. In
case It should occur again.
Siberian and Rnaslaa.
Tbomaa G. Allen, Jr., writes an arti
cle on "Tbe Boys of Siberia" for St
Nicholas. Mr. Allen says:
To begin with, tbe Siberian boy Is not
a Russian. I Insist upon that distinc
tion, because I know be would be sure
to make It if be were here to speak for
himself. "No, sir; I am not a Russian,"
one haa often said to me. in polite cor
rection; "I'm a Siberian." And 'be
tpeaks In a way that leaves no room to
doubt tbe sincerity of bis pride. Tbe
reader may, perhaps, think tbts a dis
tinction without a difference; but from
my personal observation, I should say
that there is Justification of Intermix
ture of native blood with tbe Siberian
Russian. Generally speaking, tbe Si
berian boy, as compared with tbe boy
of European Russia, Is by far the
qulcker-wltted, more energetic, and
more self-respecting. He has many
more of tbe qualities that in tbe hour of
bis country's need go to make up th
hero or patriotic soldier.
They say It takes a smart man to
make a rascal. Whether this be true or
not. certain It la that tbe class of men
wbo have been sent aa exiles to Siberia. ;
especially tbe political prisoners, have(
generally Deen taaeu irom me mun
taiiactii.l classes of Enronean Russia, t
-" "
me Qesceaoaaa oi ineae nun, '
other hand, being born and raised in
I Siberia, away from the harmful Influ-
j ences of a crowded population, bare In-
Merited natural Intelligence without the
. lncantlvaa to mlanw It Furthprmnrp
they know nothing about the disgract
. of exile, and regard Siberia only with
' arenuln pride as the land of their na-
' UT,tX-
OFFICER WORSTED FOR ONCE.
FMicasaaa Failed to Arraat Two
braskea Mea aad a Bis; Dec
Ever since be Joined the force Police,
man Andy Murray baa made a special
ty of the arrest of "drunks." a line of
duty for which he seems to be peculiar)
ly fitted, and In the exercise of which
he takes great delight It was because
of bla reputation for always landing bis
man at the nearest patrol box unassist
ed that be nndertook to arrest two In
toxicated Individuals single-handed on
Monday night, and thereby came t.
grief. Andy was standing at 23d and
Diamond streets shortly after dark
j when be aaw an oddly assorted palt
leaning up against the gate oi me una
Fellows' cemetery, both evidently un
der the Influence of liquor. One was a
man attired in full dress, wearing a
high silk hat who was holding a big
J Newfoundland dog by a chain. The
other was a bicyclist who was appar
ently too far gone to ride, bnt who atlU
held on to bis wheel
Patrolman Murray grabbed each by
the shoulder and started for the patrol
box, but tbe prisoners wanted to argue.
Tbe trio came to a halt; tbe dog ran
around them a couple of times, winding
up tbe chain, and then suddenly, espy
ing a cat made a wild dash for the oth
er side of the street. Tbe unsteady
prisoners fell over like tenpins, drag
ging their captor with them. In bis
fall Murray jammed one foot through
tbe spokes of the bicycle's front wheel
and. unable to extricate himself, be lay
-now acknowledgea that be bit off more
than be could
Record.
"chew." Philadelphia
An Innocent Civilian.
v Tbe Chinese peasant wears a turban,
loose coat and short and very baggy
trousers, all of blue. Tbe Chinese sol
dier wears tbe same, with an overall
sleeveless smock, or long waistcoat
buttoning on tbe right shoulder, edged
down the neck, arms and skirt and
down tbe front with broad "facings."
Tbe breast and back are decorated with
a one-foot bull's-eye with characters
on It This la all tbe character the
Chinese soldier possesses. The bull's-
I eye would . rery con;enint
if h alriW rnM i.
hln a cnanc. of shooting him. but the
bull's-eye la only worn to raise false
hopes, for no sooner does be arrive
dangerously near tb enemy than he
doffs tb garb of war to disappear a?
a 7!,!iiSmML. iy-'ag
armed with a muxala-loader or 5rr
ard, both equally harmless weapons.
In tb case of Gen. Liu's escort tbe
uniform smocks had evidently not bees
used as nightshirts for more than a few
ty and out of order, and wore about
their middles a belt of some sixty
rounds of solid-drawn brass cartridges.
Tried as a Venture.
Owls have a mission to perform h.
Chicago. One sent to a commission
merchant proved so successful In rid
ding the warehouse of rats and mice
having been freed at night with the
Idea of making an experiment In this
direction that other commission men
began to look for owls, and from the
commission firms the Idea gradually
spread to the grocers, butchers and
market keepers generally of tbe city.
' Now a large percentage of these men
keep an owl down in tbe cellar during
I the daylight and bring It up to the store
when darkness falls. It Is said that the
: expense And care of maintaining owls
; are more than repaid by their services
I In vanquishing tbe rata and mice. Tht
owners and Janitors of the Urge a part-
I ment hon8es In the city are also begin
nlng to reanze the value of possessing
an owl when rats, mice, cockroaches
and vermin generally are to be exter
minated. Changing Serpents Into Rod.
The Egyptian cobra is not unlike lti
Asiatic cousin, except In the absence of
tbe curious spectacle-like mark wblcb
, distinguishes the latter. Although it if
a serpent of bis rod or staff. 8t Louis
Republic.
A Veteran.
''Why should Blakesley boast aboul
his bravery? Qe has never been a sol
dier, haa he?"
"No, but be was a member of
church choir for several years."
The Sense or Justice In tbe Slums.
Jacob A. RUs writes of "Tbe Passlnf
of Cat Alley" In ehe Century. Mr. RIli
says: "Cat Alley bad Its faults, but li
can at least be said of it In extenua
tion, that it was very human. Witt
them all It had a rude sense of Justice
that did not distinguish Its early build
ers. When tbe work of tearing down
had begun, I watched, one day, a troop
of children having fun with a see-saw
that tbey had made of a plaak laid
across a lime-barrel. The whole Irish
contingent rode the plank, all at once,
with screams of delight A ragged lit
tle girl from the despised "Dago" col.
ony watched them from the corner wltb
hungry eyes. Big Jane, who was the
leader by virtue of her thirteen years
and ber long reach, saw her and)
stopped the show.
"Here, Mame," she said, pushing one
of the smaller girls from the plank,
"yon get off an' let ber ride. Her moth
er waa stabbed yesterday."
And the little Dago rode, and .was
made happy
it.
Th oaaat-boat mm arnnM n-.
, . . " ,. a-j
along if a didn't bars a trail. "
MYSTERIES OF CIENEQA.
i Deserted Arixona Statioa the Pea. of
Bloody Kobbara' Op.ratlana.
j Those who can remember back to !
; 1872 and thereabouts in this part of the I
Territory recall that Clenega station
bad a remarkably tragic history. It.
was once the abode of a small though
desperate band of cutthroats mainly
the employes of the stage company
who posed as honest hosts while oper
ating a private graveyard for unfortu
nate travelers, not unlike nor inferior
to that which has clothed the name of
Bender with its world-wide terror and
abhorrence It was the most Important
station between Tuscon and Silver
I
my, on ine oia uucterneia stage rjute
that ran between San Diego and El
Paso.
The tragic mysteries of Clenega sta
tion were never entirely cleared up. for
murder, and rnhhorl. and hnM.nna
j followed so swiftly on tbe heels of each
rn. t,.i Twi
j other that tbe real miscreants were
; never dealt with by tbe authorities,
j That their crimes were avenged, how
! ever, as crimes always are. Is shown In
jibe Indian massacre which occurred
there In the fall of. 1873. One dark
night tbe Apachea gathered In alienee
i oa the surrounding bills, and at day
! break, with a whoop and yelL they
rushed In on tbe little band at tbe sta
tion and massacred all. If any escaped
no one knows who It was or where he
went and tbe presumption Is that all
were killed. On a little knoll, back of
the station, are the mounds of eighteen
unknown graves, marked by a single
shaft that tells the work of tbe aveng
ers. Most of the crimes perpetrated
by tbe white men at Clenega were laid
to the doo; of the Apaches, and it was
afterward found that moccasins were
kept by tbe robbers as part of their
! highway paraphernalia.
The most widely known crime of the
i Cieuega fiends was tbe capture of $75,
! 000 en route from El Paso to San Diego.
In charge of a small government guard.
These were funds of tbe United States
paymaster, and the three men wbo at
tempted to convey them tn a buckboard
past Clenega station were murdered on
the spot. It was knowu that this crime
was perpetrated by Americans dis
guised as Apaches. At this time It was
Impossible for these Clenega Benders
to get out of tbe country with their
treasure, so most of It was burled In
secret. Then came tbe Apacbe aveng
ers. Often since then Idle prospectors
have made vain searches for tbe hidden
treasure. Arizona Gazette.
Snwannee Spring.
A short distance down the peninsula
and below Jasper Is Suwannee Spring.
It forms one of tbe principal feeders of
the river, and Is a well-known favorite
winter resort It Is some distance from
tbe railroad station, and. tourists are
taken thltber In an ancient "dinky"
treet car. ae-a t
y a venerable but vicious booking mule,
tnd tbe wisdom of tbe owners of both
the vehicle and tbe mule is exhibited by
tbe length of tbe traces, wblcb are suf
Sclent to allow the animal to kick free
ly without battering down the dasher,
ibould the whim seize it to make the
attempt
Suwannee Spring, like many of tb.
other large bodies of so-called springs In
Florida. Is nothing more or less than
the coming to the surface of a consid
erable sized underground river, and,
like many of these springs, that at Su
wannee is supposed to possess valuable
medicinal qualities, particularly for dis
eases wblcb affect the kidneys and
bladder.
The large springs of Florida are
imong its greatest curiosities, and
many of them are wonderful for their
beauty and varied features. Almost
invariably they are clear as crystal and
rery deep, some as much as eighty feet
Many, like Suwannee and Green Cove
prlngs, are heavily charged with sul
phur, and others, like those at Honia
tassa, with sulphur, iron and magnesia.
Tfbe waters are almort invariably
warm.
Besides tbe Suwannee Spring there
areothersinthenear vicinity, one a few
miles below, called High Springs, and
till a third close beside the railroad
tracks at Juliette. This one Is quit
arge and of such remarkable limpld
jess that from the railroad tracks, more
than a hundred feet away, fish may be
plainly seen swimming about In its
aeptbs. Florida Letter in Philadelphia
Ledger.
" Honesty in tbe Empire City.
The proprietor of one of Manhattan's
most fashionable hostelrles ordered $5.
000 worth of table silverware the other
day. When the goods were delivered
be refused to take them at any price,
as tbe name of the hotel had been
stamped upon tbem. He explained hla
strange action by saying that people
often dine at the house only to take
away knives, forks and spoons as sou
venirs. "If the name of the hotel is not
on them." he said, "tbey leave them
alone, for their only reason In dining,
here is to steal these stamped goods and
show them to their friends to prove
that tbey are In tbe habit of patronizing
fashionable hostelrles."
A Serlona Matter.
Truant scholars do not abound In
Switzerland. If a child does not attend
tehool on a particular day. the parent
tets a notice from the public authority
Aat he Is fined X many francs: the
ecend day the fine Is increased: and
y the third" day the amount becomes a
serious one. In case of sickness, the
supil Is excused, but If there be any
raapiclon of shamming, a-doctor Is sent
If tbe suspicion proves to be well found
id. tbe parent Is required to pay the
oat of tba doctor's visit
How Sound Travels.
Tbe whistle of a locomotive can b
beard 3,300 yards, tbe noise of a train
8,809 yards, the report of a musket and
'the bark of a dog 1,800 yards, tbe roll
of a -dram 1,000 yards, tbe croak of a
frog $08 yards, a cricket chirp 800
yards, a dinner bell two miles and a
all to get np In tbe morning 8 feet 7
tacbes.
FtattDarelleras In London.
Iasweuuia; jb naia is maaing great
headway tn London, especially in tht
west end, bat saany persons are averse
to being known aa residents of such.
Landlords advertise tthem ay "nans Ion
taat J rtatflsa. -1
SERMONS OFTHE DAY
SabjMt: -Olfler.at Mad, .r Mranrtai
th. Flight or Tlma"-Ura BhanM 'ol
Bo Wholly a Spaa of Tears Th. Can
of Wraith Th. Tra. Oaac.
Tsxtt "How old art then?" Genesis
xlvll., 8.
Th. Egyptian eapttal was th. foans o-.
the world's wealth. In ships and banrns
then had been hrought to It from India
franklnc.ns.and einnamon and Ivory and
diamonds; from the north, marble and
iron; from Syria. Durol. and .Ilk: from
I Greece, soma of th. finest horse, of tb.
Tri ?
world and
som. of th. most brilliant ehnr-
I iota, and from all tb. earth that whlah
j could best please the eye and eh.rm tb.
auu Kiiiti iuo mso, men) vvroHID'
pies aflame with red sandstone, entered by
the gateways that were guarded by pillars
bewildering with bieroglypbies and wound
with brazen serpents and adorned with
winged creatures, their .yea and beaks
and pinions glittering with preoions stones;
there were marble oolomos blooming into
wnite noweroeas; mere were stone pillars,
at the top banting into th shape of the
lotus when in full bloom.
Along tbe avenues, lined with sphinx
and fane and obelisk, there were princes
who eame in gorgeously upholstered
palanquins, carried by servants in scar
let or elsewhere drawn by vehicles, tb.
snow-white horses, golden-bitted and
six abreast, dashing at full ran. On Soon
ol mosaic the glories of Pharaoh were
spelled out in letters of porphyry and
beryl and flame. There were ornaments
twisted from the wood of tamarisk, em
bossed with silver breaking Into foam.
There were footstools made out of a single
preoions stone. There were beds fashioned
out of a crouched lion In bronze. There
were chairs spotted with the sleek hides of
leopards. There were sofas footed wltb
the claws of wild beasts and armed with
the beaks of birds. As you stand on the
level beaoh of tbe sea on a summer day
and look either way, and there are miles
of breakers, white witli tbe ocean foam,
dashing shoreward, so It seemed as if the
ma of the world's pomp and wealth In the
Egyptian capital for miles and miles flung
Itself up into white breakers of marble
temple, mausoleum and obelisk.
It was to this capital and the palace ol
Pharaoh that Jacob, the plain shepherd;
eame to meet his son Joseph, wbo had be
come prime minister in the royal apart
ment. Pharaoh and Jacob met. dignity
and rusticity, tbe graeef nlness of the court
and the plain manners of the field. The
king, wanting to make tbe old eountry man
at ease and seeing bow white bis beard Is
and how feeble bis step, looks familiarly
into his face and says to the aged man:
"How old art thou?"
On New Year's night the gate of eternity
opened to let in amid tbe great throng ol
departed centuries tbe soul of tbe dying
year. Under the twelfth stroke of tbe
brazen hammer of the city elock thd
patriarch fell dead, and the star, of thd
night were tbe funeral torches. It is most
fortunate that on this road of life there are
so many milestones, on which we can read
just how fast we are going toward tht
journey's end. I feel that It is not an in
appropriate question that I ask to-day
wnen I look into your faces and say, at
Pharaoh did to Jacob, the patriarch, "How
old art thou?"
People who are truthful on every othot
subject lie about their ages, so that I da
not solicit from you any literal response to
tbe question I have asked. I would put no
one under temptation, but I simply want
Ibis morning to see by wbat rod It la we
araneaatv'iag niiysifr-lgl-to
&rmJ&XKi4 'm t- way"oTm'easnr-
or a wan. or i.a arch, or a tower.
and so there is a right way and a wrong
way of measuring our earthly existence.
It is with reference to this higher meaning
that I confront you this morning wltb the
stupendous question of tbe text and ask,
"How old art thou?"
There are many who estimate their life
by mere worldly gratification. When Lord
Dundas was wished a Happy New Year, he
said, "It will have to be a happier year than
the past, for I hadn't one nappy moment
In all the twelve months that bave gone."
But that has not been tbe experience of
most of us. We have found that though
the world is blasted with sin it is a very
bright and beautiful place to reside In.
We bave bad joys innumerable. There is
no hostility between the gospel and tbe
merriments and the festivities of life. I do
not think that we fully enough appreciate
the worldly pleasures Ood gives us. When
you recount yonr enjoyments you do not
go back to tbe time wben you were an in
fant in your mother's arms, looking up Into
tbe heaven of ber smile; totbose days when
you tilled the house with the uproar of bois
terous merriment; when you shouted as
you pitched the ball on tbe playground;
when on the cold, sharp rrinter night,
muffled up, on skates vou shot out over the
resoundini; ice of the pond? Have you for
gotten all those good days that the Lord
gave you? Were you never a dojt were
you never a girl? Between those times and
tbls how many mercies the Lord has be
stowed upon vou! How many joys have
breathed up to you from the flowers and
shone down to you from tbe stars and
chanted to you with the voice of soaring
bird and tumbling oasoade and booming
sea and thunders that with bayonets of tire
oharged down the mountain side! JoyI JoyI
JoyI If there is any one who baa a right to
the enjoyments of the world, it is the
Christian, for Ood has given him a lease ol
everything in tbe promise, "All are yours."
But I have to tell yon that a man who esti
mates bis life on earth by mere worldly
gratification Is a most unwise man. Uur
life is not to be a game of ohess. It is not
a dance in lighted hall, to quick mnsie. It
is not the froth of an ale pltcber. It is not
the settlings of a wine enp. It is not a bao-
auet. with intoxication ana roistering, it
is the first step on a ladder that mounts In
to tbe skies or the nrst step on a road tnat
plunges into a horrible abyss. "How old
art thou?'' Toward what destiny are yon
tending and how fast are yon getting on
towurd it?
Again, I remark that there are many who
estimate their life on earth by their sor
rows and misfortunes. Through a great
ninny of your lives the plow-share bath
gone very deep, turning up a terrible fur
row. You bave been betrayed and mis-
represented, and set upon, and slapped of
Impertinence, and pounded of misfortune.
The brightest life must have Us shadows
aad tbe smoothest path its thorns. On the
happiest brood the hawk pounces. Noes
cape from trouble of some kind. While
glorious John Milton was losing his eye
sight he heard that Salmasias wn glad of
it. While Sheridan's comedy was being en
acted in Drnry Lane theater, London,
bis enemy sat growling at It in
tbe stage box. While Bishop Cooper
was surrounded by the favor of
learned men his wife took his lexicon man
uscript, the result of a long lite of anxiety
and toil, and threw It Into the Ore. Mis
fortune, trial, vexation for almost every
onel Pope, applauded of all tbe world,
has a stoop in tbe shoulder that annoys
him so much that be has a tunnel dug, so
that he may go unobserved from garden to
grotto and from grotto to garden. Cane,
tbe famous Spanish artist, is disgusted
with the crucifix that the priest holds be
fore bim because it Is such a poor speci
men of sculpture, and so, sometimes
through taste, and sometimes through
learned menace, and sometimes through
physical distresses aye In 10,000 ways
troubles come to harass and annoy.
Again, I remark that there are many peo
ple wbo estimate their life on earth by the
amount of money they bave accumulated.
Tbey say, "The year 1866 or 1870 or 189f
was wasted." Why? "Made no money."
Now, it is all cant and insincerity to U
against money, as though it had no value
It may represent refinement and educatior
and ten thousand blessed surroundings. It
is tbe spreading of the table that feeds the
children's hunger. It Is tbe lighting of the
iurnace tnat keeps yon warm, it is the
making of tbe bed on which you rest from
care and anxiety. It is the carrying of you
out at last to decent sepulcher, and tbe
putting up of tbe slab on which Is chiseled
tbe story of yonr Christian hope. It Is
simply hypocrisy, this tirade in pulpit and
lecture ball against money.
Bet while all thla is ao, he who uses
money or thinks of money as anytblna bat
a means to an end. wiU find out his mU-
tak. when the glittering treasures slip ont
of his nervelm. grasD, and he goes out of
thl world without a shilling of money or a
certlHcitt. of stock. He might bet er have
been tbe Christian porter that opened his
gale or the begrimed workman wao last
night beaved the coal into his eel ar.
Bonds and mortgages and leaes bave their
use, but they make a poor yardstick with
whloh to measure life. 'Tbey that boast
themselves in their wealth and trust In the
multitude of their riches, none of tbem
can, by any means, redeem bis brother or
give to Ood a ransom for him that he
should not see corruption."
But I remark, there are many I wish
there were more wbo estimate their life
by their moral and spiritual development.
It is not sinful egotism for a Christian
man to say: "I am purer than I used to
be. I am more consecrated to Christ than
I used to be. I have got over a greit
many of the bad habits In which I tn
indulge. I am a great deal better man
than I used to be." There Is no sinful
egotisn In that. It Is not bis. egotlom for
a soldier to say, "I know more abimt mill
tary tactics than I nsed to before I took a
musket In my hand and learned to 'piesent
arms' and was a pest to the drill officer."
It is not ba e egotism for a sailor to sav."I
know better how to clew down the mizzen
topsail than I used to before I bad ever
seen a ship." And there is no sinful
egotism when a Christian man, fighting the
battles of the Lord, or if you will have it,
voyaging toward a haven of eternal rest,
says, "I know more about spiritual taotics
and voyaging toward heaven than I used
to."
Now, I do not know what your advan
tages or disadvantages are. I do not know
what your tact or talent is. I do not know
what maybe tbe fascination of your man
ners or tbe repulslveness of tbem, but I
know this: There is for you, my hearer, a
Held to cultivate, a harvest to reap, a tear
to wipe away, a soul to save. If you have
worldly means, consecrate them to Christ.
If you bave eloquence, use it on the side
that Paul and Wllber'orce used theirs. If
you have learning, put it all Into the poor
box ot the world's suffering. But if you
have none ot tbese neither wealth nor elo
quence nor learning you at any rate bave
a smile with which you can encourage the
disheartened, a frown with which you may
blast injustice, a voice with which you may
call tbe wanderer bank to Ood. "Oh," you
say, "that is a very sanctimonious view ot
life!" it is not. it is the only bright
view ot life, and It is the only bright
view of death. Contrast the death scene
ot a man who has measured life by tbe
worldly standard with the death scene of
a man who has measured lire by the
Christian standard. Quin, tbe actor, in
bis last moments said, "I hope this tragld
scene will soon be over, and I hope to keep N
my dignity to the last." Malesberbes raid "
in his last moments to the confessor:
"Hold yonr tongue! Your miserable style
puts me out of conceit with heaven."
Lord Chesterfield In bis last moments.
when be ought to have been praying for
bis soul, bothered himself about tbe
proprieties of the sick room and said,
"Give Dayboles a choir." Godfrey Koeller
spent bis last hours on earth In drawing a
diagram of his own monument.
Compare tbe silly and horrible depar
ture of such men wltb the seraphic glow
on the face ot Edward Payson as be said in
bis last moment: "Tbe breezes of heaven
fan me. I float in a sea of glory." Or
with Paul the apostle, who said in his last
hour: "I am now ready to be offered up,
and the time of my departure is at band.
I bave fought tbe good fight, I bave kept
the faith. Hencefortb there Is laid up for
me a erown of righteousness which the
Lord, tbe righteous Judge, will give me."
Or compare It with the Christian deathbed
tbat you witnessed in yourown household.
Ob, my friends, this world is a false god.
it will -consume- von with w- wt In .
w wa JOeeiiulS'-o sacrlflce, while the 1
righteous shall be held in everlasting re
membrance, and wben tbe thrones bave
fallen and tbe monuments bave crumbled
and the world has perished they shall ban
quet wltb the conqueror, of earth and th.
hierarobs of heaven.
This is a good day in which to begin a
new style of measurement. How old art
tbou? You see tb. Christian way ot
measuring life and the worldly way of
measuring It. I leave It to you to say
which is the wisest and best way. The
wheel ot time has turned very swiftly,
and it bas burled us on. The old year
has gone. Tbe new year 'has come. For
what you and I have been launched up
on It God only knows. Now let me ask
you all, have you made any preparation
forth future? You have made prepara
tion for time, my dear brother. Have
you made any preparation for eternity?
Do yon wonder tbat wben tbat man on
tbe Hudson Klver tn indignation tore np
tbe tract whloh was handed to him and
Just one word landed on his eoat sleeve.
tne rest oi tne tract being pitenea into tne
river, tbat one word aroused bis soul? it
waa that one word, so long, so broad, so
high, so deep "Eternity." A dying wom
an, In ber last moments, said, "Call it
back." Tbey said, "What do you want?"
"Time," she said, "call It back." Ob, It
cannot be called back. We might lose our
fortunes and call tbem back; we might lose
oar health, and perhaps recover It; 'we
might lose our good name and get that
back, but time gone Is gone forever.
Now. wben one can sooner get to tne cen
ter of things Is be not to be congratulated?
Does not our common sense teach us
that It Is better to be at tbe center than to
be olear out on the rtm of th. wheel, hold
ing nervously fast to tbe tire lest we be
suddenly hurled into light and eternal
felicity? Through all kinds of optical In
struments trying to peer in through the
cr icks and the keyholes ot beav.n afraid
that both doors ot the celestial mansion '
will be swung wide open before our en
tranced vision rushing about among the
apothecary shops of this world wondering
if this is good for rheumatism and tbat I.
good for neuralgia and something else is
good for a bad cnugh, lest we be suddenly
ushered Into a land of everlasting health
wheretbe Inhabitant neversays, I am slckl
What fools w. all are to prefer the cir
cumference to the center! What a dread
ful thing it would be if we should be sud
denly ushered from tbls wintry world Into
the Hay time orchards of heaven, and If
our pauperism of sin and sorrow should be
suddenly broken up by a presentation of
an emperor's oastle surrounded by parks
with springing fountains and paths, up
and down wbioh angels ot Ood walk two
and twol
In 1835 the Frenoh resolved that at
Ghent they would bave a kind of mu
sical demonstration tbat had never been
beard of. It would be made up of the chimes
of bells and the discharge ot cannon. Tbe
experiment was a perfect success. What
with tbe ringing ot the bells and tbe report
of the ordnance the city trembled and the
hills shook with the triumphal march that
was as strange as It was overwhelming.
With a most glorious accompaniment will
Ood's dear children go Into their high
residence when the trumpets shall sound
and the last day has eome. At tbe sig
nal given the bells ot tbe towers, and
of tbe lighthouse., and ot tbe cities
will strike their sweetness into a last
ehim. that shall ring Into tbe heavens and
float off upon theses, joined by tbe boom
of bursting mine and magazine, augmented
by all the eathedral towers of heaven tbe
harmonies of earth and tbe symphonies of
tbe celestial realm making up one great
triumphal mrch, lit to celebrate tbe as
cent of the redeemed to where they shall
shine as the stars forever and ever.
The best manages datiita in Minne
sota have r: Jucei tne cost of manufac
turing a pound of butter to 1.28 cents.
Obstinacy and vehemency in opin
ion are the surest proofs of stupidity.
He that goes far to marry will either
deceive or be deceived.
All things are cheap to the saving,
dear to the wasteful.
A young fool may outgrow his silli
ness, but an old one grows sillier.
Men of the noblest dispositions think
themselves happiest when others share
theis happiness with them.
There is a stock company In Albany
that not only gives two performances
a day, but changes the bill twice a
week.
If you would be revenged of your
enemy, govern yourself.
The love of the good opinion of our
I fellow is essential to the heart of man
as breathing.
Novelty ia the great parent of pleas-
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